I prayed more.
If I was forced to turn the negative into the positive, I turned to God. Perhaps its from priorexperience--but for whatever reason, it happened. And my spirit felt nourished.
And at the end of the day？Shit happens. After my fast from complaining, I had what may have been one of the worst days I had experienced.
Imagine tough conversations thatwere draining but necessary （and evenworse after the conversation, nothing was resolved）compiled with other people's negativity.
Then add a few "firstworld" problems as I like to call them -- a poor night's sleep, ashattered phone, and a stalling car.
What did I do？I complained. Where did it get me？Not too far. I noted a day later that things really aren't thatbad. People have good days and people have bad days -- but the truth is？It's all about your outlook.
People have to live on something more nourishing than hope.
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